It's Bree Bitch

Bree Jerome. Fifteen. niner. cheerleader

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Ugh.

[mega-stud--ryder-blog]

Well, you cared enough to make a post about my break up. Which is none of your business to begin with. Congrats, that was such a needed fact that I just needed to know about you. 

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Once again, I'm gonna stop you right there. I thought I made it pretty clear in that post that I was literally saying it was none of anyone's business and they all need to get lives and shut up about it. God, I knew you weren't the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I at least would have thought you were smart enough and had enough common freakin' sense to gather that much, since you did take time out of your oh-so-valuable night to reply to it. I would say that stereo type about the pretty ones being dumb was just proven to be true, but then there's me, so that's obviously not right. Anything else you'd like to bitch about, seeing that you've apparently spent enough time around girls to start PMS-ing?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Ugh.

[mega-stud--ryder-blog]

"Whatever his name is" is named Ryder. Not Ryan. I might be back on the market, but really not into you or any girl who doesn’t actually know my name. 

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay? Like I would actually take time to learn someone's name who I've never cared about enough to actually speak to. Because that totally makes sense. Touchy, touchy. Just because I for some reason find your little attitude change hot, doesn't mean I plan on trying to jump all up on you in a dark alley behind the dumpster of some over priced rat infested fast food joint. Unlike 80% of you, I do have a little class.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Ugh.

Of course it would be what's most likely going to turn into another entire week of everyone whining about problems that aren't even theirs, like Ryan and Marley breaking up, because of course none of you actually have your own lives. You're all so stupid. This is like, literally the best news I've heard in forever. Now Marley can move on with her life, maybe waste her time on something that might actually be worth it. Not to mention that whatever his name is is kind of hot, and I take it this means he's at least partially back on the market, which is good enough for me.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Sometimes it's like super easy to forget I have one of these.

That could be due to the fact that unlike most of you I have at least some form of social life and this website is almost as lame and stupid as you all are, but who knows? 

[mega-stud--ryder-blog]

So uh...I don't know how long I'll last before passing out...

[mega-stud--ryder-blog]

Yeah, that is pretty great. People who care about people are losers? Okay…and I don’t want her to cry ever, so that’s one of the biggest pluses….

I’m Ryder…uh nice to meet you Bree. 

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Oh, no, no no, see, I thought they were losers before this happened. They're not losers for caring. They're just losers. Marley kind of seems like she'd cry over split milk, literally, but she's kind of my friend so I guess I'm glad she's not super depressed anymore.

Really? I was like 80% sure your name was Ryan, but whatever. Of course it is.

[mega-stud--ryder-blog]

So uh...I don't know how long I'll last before passing out...

but my mom said I used to be on here a lot…so uh…hi?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Great, you're alive. Now all the losers can shut up about it and Marley can stop crying all the time.

I'm Bree, by the way. The pleasure is all yours, obviously.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[fyeahzoelevin]

You’re about two seconds away from having a slumber party with her, let’s be honest. You’re putting the Panthers to shame. As if. In Ryder’s dreams maybe, but after the little kiss I shared with him — if you can even call it that — I realized that I’d rather eat worms than get chowed down by his donkey teeth ever again. And I was into Donovan for, like, a day then when he decided to go all Fatal Attractions on that bitch I realized that I’m the last hottie he deserved.

You know what else I realized? I’m explaining all of this to you just so whenever you turn off your night light and cry about how the farthest you’re going to get is ending up on a KFC commercial, you can have, deep inside that little brain of yours, that someone as flawless as me, has made mistakes. Weird, right? Take this moment and soak in it because I assure you that getting swallowed up by a walking cartoon and coming on to someone who obviously has a mental problem, will not happen again.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Right. Well, as much as I'm sure we'd all love to sit here and read your life story and hear you dig yourself into an even deeper hole by lying to make yourself look good and believe that maybe you're not a total loser and a failure at life in general, you're kind of boring me now, so I'm gonna end this here and go do something actually worth my time. See ya around, Kitty-Kat.

[emmettdawson-archive]

wildekittty said: What the hell is a Grilled Cheesus?

[emmettdawson-archive]

Jesus on a grilled cheese sandwich. duh.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

You were praying...to a sandwich? Just when I think you couldn't possibly get any dumber, you never fail to prove me wrong.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[fyeahzoelevin]

Oh my goodness.. Bree. Are you getting offended that I just insulted your BFF with nothing-less than honesty? Honestly, I think you’ve been single for too long. You’re giving off this “Marley is my life I’ll fight to the death for her vibe”. Your hormones are getting in the way of your popularity right now. I shouldn’t find it as funny as I do, because it’s actually very sad.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Excuse you, but just because I can tolerate Marley, doesn't mean she's suddenly my best friend. I was simply pointing out the fact that your little BFF is a far bigger loser, which, in turn, makes you almost as big of a loser as she is. And at least I'm not still so obviously stuck on my middle school boyfriend. You wanna talk sad? Now, that's just pathetic. I mean, that's low even for someone like you. And don't even get me started on how you were all up on the idea of hooking up with that creepy Donovan kid even though he's obviously more concerned with stalking bird beak Muslim and was seriously just not that into you, should I keep going?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[fyeahzoelevin]

There’s a huge difference. Immy is hot, tolerable, less whiny, and doesn’t wear clothes obviously stolen from my grandma’s mother.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Um, nice try, but no. Ask anyone around here with the slightest bit of sense, and they will tell you that she is a weirdly optimistic, creepy, obsessive, clingy, way too peppy four-eyed freak. No one is going to care about what you say when you're walking around with the human embodiment of a freakin' chihuahua as your best friend, okay?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[fyeahzoelevin]

Oh puh-lease, Bree. The spot of “Degrassi’s Lead Bitch” got taken from you when you so kindly befriended June Shannon’s daughter. You’re failing at attempting to lower self esteems when you’re seen hand-in-hand, skipping down a field of flowers with one of the biggest losers in Canada. You’re more of a joke, if we’re being honest.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Aren't you like besties with that four-eyed freak that somehow managed to get ahold of one of the hottest guys at this trash heap they're trying to pass off as a school? And if so, do you really have any room to judge, Kitty-Kat?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[just-marley-rose]

Yeah, the day before the accident she got it, actually. I don’t know…

I hope? There’s not a lot of brain activity and it’s been five days. I just really hope this nightmare is over soon.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

I don't understand why anyone in their right mind would get into a car with her, but whatever.

Don't worry. I'm sure Ryan or whatever his name is will be okay. You just have to have faith or whatever it is that Kitty never shuts up about.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[fyeahzoelevin]

I’m assuming it has a lot to do with the fact that you’re still on this website.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Well someone has to make sure they're around at all times to remind everyone else how much they suck, and you're obviously not doing your job, so I took it upon myself to make sure every losers self esteem is as low as possible at all times, as it should be. 

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[kylie--baby-archive]

Okay, look, I have probably gotten ten hours of sleep in the past four day, I’m pretty sure that I’m going maybe another 3-5 hours each day until my best friend who is like a brother to me wakes up. SO I’m sorry you being rude and you’re normal bitchy self is just putting me in an even worst mood.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Well clearly your sleep deprivation is making you delusional, because if I remember correctly, you kind of started talking to me. Do I not make it clear enough that I don't actually like you? Should I get it tattooed on my forehead? Would that make it more clear?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[just-marley-rose]

Right sorry. I’m sort of out of it. Um, Kylie was driving, car hit his side and he went through a window. There was swelling in his brain that has recently gone down.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

She was driving? Didn't she like, just get her license? Who's brilliant idea was that? Who would let a teenager, who just got their license, and who is clearly not the brightest bulb in the box, drive on the ice and snow?

 So..if it went down, that means he should be okay, right?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[kylie--baby-archive]

Because I posted the same thin Marley said, like a millisecond after Marley, doesn’t mean you can be like that, Breh

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Um, okay, let's reel this back for a second, bird beak. Did you really just tell me how I can't be? I mean, it's not like it's my fault that only one or two people out of your little group of annoying, boring losers, is tolerable, and one of them happens to be Marley. So before you decide to be brave, you might want to take a step back and ask yourself who the real problem is here. 'Kay?

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

Okay, not that I actually care or anything, but

[just-marley-rose]

That would be him.

Car accident. On Wednesday.

[itsbrehbitch-blog]

You kind of already mentioned that. When I asked what happened, that was kind of your cue to elaborate.